The sun shone on the white cresting waves that were drawn to the shore like bees to honey. They would rush in and hurl themselves onto the white-sand beach much like a fat person onto cake. Every so often Ivan would raise above the other waves as he focused his chakra on his feet. When he did this he had a good view of the village ahead, it would be an interesting place to visit. The missing-ninja wondered what would happen while he was there, he had no plan as per the usual just flying by the seat of his pants as he so enjoyed. Akin to a red bobber the young man would raise above and sink below in the gentle rolling of the sea outside Kirikagure with the golden sun glinting off the waves and obscuring his form. He wore long red robes, and a white mask that shimmered and changed with his emotions. Taking a few steps forward he would see a fin jet above the surface, soon followed by three others.
'It appears like this day wants to get to a fun start' Ivan thought to himself gleefully, malice shining through as if he was made from glass. He would really enjoy taking care of these sharks, and after that the world was simply his oyster....seafood. Suddenly the sky around Ivan darkened and fifty pairs of wings fluttered into a start filling the air with a hum. Yawning the Aburame continued forward as the sharks circled inwards and he drew his sword.
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